Wang Mo and the two followed the shepherd boy down the mountain to the village. The village was quiet and peaceful, and time left no mark here. Most of them are thatched houses, and a few buildings are made of stones. The farm tools outside the house are made of a mixture of iron and stone, and they still look relatively primitive. Wang Mo had no idea which dynasty and which battlefield this was.
"You guys take a rest here, and I'll call the village chief. He has knowledge." The shepherd boy turned and left, leaving Wang Mo and the two to rest in a thatched hut.
Wang Mo walked around the room and made a very appropriate comment. There is draft everywhere, there are swarms of mosquitoes, and the house is in dilapidated condition.
"What are you still wandering around for?" Xixi sat tiredly on the small wooden stool, not caring about hygiene or image. Besides, they are all spirit beings and don't have much perception system yet.
"You said if this porcelain cup is returned to Earth, can it be exchanged for a villa?" Wang Mo suddenly picked up the teacup on the table and said to Xixi with stars in his eyes, as if he had discovered a treasure.
"You idiot, you and I have both died once, and this place is also composed of soul power. It's not true!" Xixi seemed to be scolding his son, showing no mercy.
"The eighteenth plane is the eighteenth level of hell, right? Why are souls with soul power called hunters? What is the relationship between this place and the earth?" Wang Mo squatted in front of Xixi and finally had the opportunity to ask the question in his heart, Also take a good look at this beauty Xixi from the front.
"I've only been here for the past two years...how do I know..." Xixi felt a little embarrassed as Wang Mo stared at her intently.
"I'm here, you two!" A middle-aged man's voice came from outside the door, and then a black-faced man in rags walked into the thatched house. He looked at Wang Mo, who was dressed strangely, and clasped his fists. "Why did you two leave? To our small mountain village? Where are you going? Are you lost? "
"Uh..." Wang Mo's brain suddenly short-circuited because he knew nothing about this place, but he had a trick. He picked up the place name and said, "We are going to Luoyang. We don't know how to get here. Please give us some advice." One or two.”
"I don't know about Luoyang, it's too far!" The black-faced man was a little embarrassed, but he wasn't surprised or anything else. "I can take you to Xinye. People there may know about Luoyang?"
"Xinye during the Three Kingdoms period, what was this place called?" Xixi became excited after hearing the village director's words and immediately started asking.
"Our village is called Jiming Village." Xixi was a little disappointed after hearing what the village director said, but then her eyes lit up, "This hillside is called Bowang Slope, and it falls under the jurisdiction of Xinye."
"Huoshao..." Wang Mo hurriedly interrupted Xixi's words and sent away the village director who looked confused. "Brother, please do your work first. Let's discuss it and look for you!"
"You can't tell them the truth. That will disturb this place. Who knows what will happen!" After Wang Mo finished speaking, he simply sat on the ground and stared blankly at the gravel on the ground. "This battlefield is the burning Bowang Slope of the Battle of Xinye. This place will be burned down by Liu Bei, a fool, and Cao Cao's troops will be wiped out, but this small village will also be wiped out."
"Maybe out of some kind of obsession, the villagers in this village gathered a lot of soul power and mapped out the projection of this ancient battlefield." Xixi also calmed down and slowly turned into a sad mood.
"What a fun thing. You can personally participate in history without tampering with the historical process. This opportunity is so rare." Wang Mo became excited and walked around the room eagerly. "Maybe we can see the legendary Liu Bei Guan Yu!"
"What should we do? We will die here, and the soul people will slowly dissipate here!" Xixi yelled at Wang Mo, feeling quite desperate in her heart.
"As long as we find the reason for the villagers' obsession and reverse it, this ancient battlefield will disappear, right?" Wang Mo was very confident, and he was somewhat looking forward to the outbreak of war.
"Gather... everyone, gather in front of the village!" Suddenly there was a shout, like thunder in the night sky. There were hurried footsteps on the street, and there were a lot of discussions. But Wang Mo and the other two didn't get up. They didn't belong to this village in the first place, so they didn't want to go.
"Why are you still sitting and letting the military master come to invite you?" Suddenly the door of the room was kicked open, and a man wearing a goose-yellow ancient military uniform broke in, with the word "soldier" printed on his chest.
"Army, Huang is Liu Bei's subordinate!" Wang Mo whispered in Xixi's ear, with a smile on his face, "We are just passing by, not from this village."
"Uncle Liu Huang has issued a temporary call-up order, and everyone must go to the battlefield, and you are no exception!" The sergeant spoke forcefully, without being accommodating at all. He took a step forward and pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, showing a bloodthirsty aura.
"Let's go, sir, don't be angry!" Wang Mo did not resist, and pulled Xixi to follow the sergeant, whispering to her, "It's a good thing for us to participate. Maybe we can find out the reason why the villagers are so resentful."
The front of the village was already crowded with men, women and children, all of them crowded together with fear on their faces. Soldiers in goose-yellow ancient military uniforms were standing around, and more sergeants were lined up outside the village. An officer wearing armor stood in front of the villagers and was talking.
"The treacherous Prime Minister Cao Cao is not loyal to the Han Dynasty, and he has a lot of troops to do whatever he wants. Now he leads hundreds of thousands of people to attack our new country. Uncle Liu knows that the people's life is not easy, so he specially sent us here." Wang Mo listened to this official vocabulary and felt that it should be Leading the people to run away, this is how history is written.
After listening to the officer's next words, Wang Mo understood the reason for the villagers' persistence, "We will give everyone weapons and military uniforms to use our own hands to resist foreign invaders and protect our homes!"
"Luring Cao's army to Bowang Slope, and then forming a pincer attack and using fire attack, this is how to burn Bowang Slope." Wang Mo analyzed with some anger, "But Liu Bei actually used villagers as bait to reduce the losses of soldiers, which is disgusting enough. !”
"This period will not be mentioned in any history. The common people have never been the writers of history!" Xixi also lamented and looked at Wang Mo, who was still angry, "Let's think about how to get out, otherwise we will disappear soon. .”
"Cao Cao's military camp reported the information, and used the whole village to defeat Cao's camp's hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, and told the whole village the truth." Wang Mo whispered in Xi Xi's ear while queuing up to receive military uniforms and weapons.
"The only feasible option is the third one. The first two are pure nonsense." Xixi replied with emotion. She didn't see where the hope was.
Soon it was Wang Mo's turn to receive weapons and equipment, a set of goose-yellow coarse cloth military uniforms with no helmet, armor or boots. The weapon was also a wooden spear. Mixed among the excited villagers, these people still wanted to protect their homes and country, and even make contributions. Wang Mo really wanted to tell the truth loudly, but it had no effect at all.
In the chaos of war, most of the unlucky ones were definitely women. Wang Mo and Xixi were thinking of a solution. The officer just walked directly in front of the two of them. You didn't even look at Wang Mo. He stared straight at Xixi and said, "You are a female soldier and you don't have to go to the battlefield. Come to my house and give you a task."
The people on one side began to talk about it, but everyone had an understanding attitude. In their opinion, this is normal, not to mention that Master Bing is protecting the village for them. But Wang Mo couldn't bear it. His bad temper immediately came out. He stood up and yelled recklessly, "Who do you think you are? You humiliate women in front of everyone. Aren't you afraid of military regulations?"
"It's a mission, not an insult to women, don't talk nonsense!" The officer immediately became anxious, and his eyes began to move around due to a guilty conscience. He didn't expect Wang Mo to directly contradict him, so he was caught off guard. After some mental activity, he said to Wang Mo with a straight face, "Now I order you two to conduct reconnaissance to find out the location of the enemy camp."
"If the military justice is not completed, the ethnic group will be affected!" Wang Mo looked directly at the officer's disgusting face the whole time. If Xixi hadn't been holding him back, he would have beaten him long ago.
"I can go for them, sir!" The village director took the initiative to run to the officer and begged.
"Let's go, just in time to catch two Cao soldiers for fun!" This time Xixi became angry. She was not a coquettish character, she was a serious and fierce girl. Pulling Wang Mo and striding out of the village, everyone in the village was stunned. I have never seen such a woman in this society.
"Thank you!"
"You're welcome!"
After the two of them completed their basic polite expressions, they climbed up a hill in front of the village. There are still dense woods in front of us, and only narrow paths can pass through. Looking up, there are mountains all around, and only the front side is passable. No wonder Liu Bei would set up a fire attack here, the forest is dense and there is nowhere to escape.
Wang Mo and the two continued to investigate forward, wanting to see where Cao's army was now. The further they went, the more questions they had in their minds. This battlefield looked too real. The territory is vast beyond imagination, and the trees, mountains and rivers don't feel any strange. What kind of powerful soul power was supporting them? The two of them really had a bad feeling in their hearts.
"Danger!" The suddenly smaller white dragon emerged from Wang Mo's clothes, his eyes firmly fixed on the path ahead. Wang Mo also felt that there seemed to be a faint sound, it should be someone heading here. The sound does not sound like an ordinary traveler, but more like a scout moving forward carefully.
"Catch your tongue and ask questions!" Wang Mo licked his lips and came up with an idea. Two people and one wolf were lurking on both sides of the forest, ready to attack from both sides.
After Wang Mo endured his temper and lurked in the forest for a few minutes, he actually spotted two soldiers in black military uniforms on the trail. They seemed to belong to Cao Ying. Their bodies are all very strong, and their eyes are constantly looking around with vigilance. When they reached Wang Mo's ambush circle, they became alert.
"Do it!"
Wang Mo gave an order and the two men jumped out, attacking from both sides. The combat effectiveness of Cao Jun and his two men was beyond expectations, equivalent to that of a qualified hunter. However, they couldn't beat the two Wang Mo who had the upper hand, and the battle was over soon.
"Poof!" Wang Mo directly beheaded an enemy, put a spear against the chest of another, and asked coldly, "Where is Cao Jun now? What is his intention? Take me to your military camp."
Wang Mo led the prisoners along the path, and after walking another twenty kilometers, he saw Cao Jun's camp. Standing on the hill and looking down, Wang Mo was frightened by the momentum of Cao Jun's camp. How can we win against this kind of enemy?
